I am starting to realize
my anxiety is strong.
Every little thing I do
now appears to be done wrong.
The bells at school make me jump,
hyperventilate, panic.
The work I have left to do
this semester makes me sick.
I bite my fingers until
until they hurt or they bleed.
I can’t take a compliment
no matter what is the deed.
I can’t sleep through the whole night.
I am afraid to be late.
Nothing makes me more anxious
than those eight hours I wait.
Overthink situations
and I jump to conclusions.
I make accusations that
lead to people’s confusion.
I need to calm myself down.
What is happening inside?
I can’t stop losing my mind,
heaven knows that I have tried.